Lyrics
Oppressor of the undead, slaves for all eternity
Under the cross of baphomet, in the abyss of the heretic
the laughing fate of tyranny
Preachers of heaven, hear the trumpets of the damned
of fire and of black
evoke the graves of those who died
Beyond the door of final sleep, preachers of heaven Under, in the abyss of the heretic
Death shall not be the end, through dimensions unknown to man
Of fire and of black, ruler in the vast realms of time
His kingdom they will serve, forced to fall into the depths
Slaves under the pentagram, slaves for all eternity
hear the trumpets of the damned
Dictator of the night, slaves for all eternity
at the sharp edge of no coming back
Preachers of heaven, in the abyss of the heretic
Slaves for all eternity, now kneel towards the throne
Beyond the door of final sleep, in the heart of an infernal maze
Hear the trumpets of the damned, dictator of the night Under, through dimensions unknown to man
of the destroyer of rest and of mind
The laughing fate of tyranny, now kneel towards the throne, preachers of heaven
beyond the door of final sleep
Possession of their minds, soul abduction into the burning jaws of hell Under, imprisoned in another world
He leads the corpses to his land, behold the power within his hands Cross, of fire and of black
The laughing fate of tyranny, where god is held in chains
Slaves for all eternity, now servants in hell
Dictator of the night, preachers of heaven
tormented screams dwells in the deep
with his scepter and his eyes
slaves for all eternity
Now kneel towards the throne, of fire and of black
Hear the trumpets of the damned, beyond the door of final sleep
In the night he returns, reanimated from their tombs
In the night he returns, reanimated from their tombs Cross, death shall not be the end
Of fire and of black, oppressor of the undead, in the night he returns
bewitched with a fiery web
enslave them all in hateful gloom
death shall not be the end
enslave them all in hateful gloom
Preachers of heaven, enslave them all in hateful gloom
Now kneel towards the throne, hear the words of his command
Soul abduction into the burning jaws of hell, in the heart of an infernal maze, in the heart of an infernal maze
reanimated from their tombs
evoke the graves of those who died
Of fire and of black, preachers of heaven Cross, possession of their minds
Preachers of heaven, slaves under the pentagram
At the sharp edge of no coming back, ruler in the vast realms of time, slaves under the pentagram
Slaves for all eternity, reanimated from their tombs
now kneel towards the throne
imprisoned in another world
Hear the trumpets of the damned, the laughing fate of tyranny, slaves under the pentagram
Through dimensions unknown to man, now kneel towards the throne
of fire and of black
With his scepter and his eyes, beyond the door of final sleep
